Friday, June 7, 2013

Clear Eyes, Full Hearts, Can't Lose

Look what I found while cleaning our office this week. It's a note Tim wrote for Jack when Jack was 2 1/2. I don't think Jack ever saw it because it was tucked inside a notebook.

October 2001Every night we would read books to you and say your prayers before you went to bed. Twice this month after we said your prayers, you put your hands on my face and said, "I'm filling your heart with life." I'm not sure where you learned that, or if you made it up, but it was very touching. You do, indeed, fill my heart with life.

How beautiful is that? Here's hoping your heart is full of life this weekend.

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(Oh . . . and Tim's handwriting? Made me think back to reading of Jack's first few neatly written binder entries, after a summer of practice. Then, of course, made me a little jealous and wonder if Tim could send his lesson plan to my husband. ;-))

Thinking of you on this rainy day, of course. Did you notice that, in addition to warning people to "turn around, don't drown", Capital Weather Gang warned about letting children play near creeks and streams. I've never seen them do that before.

Please take some comfort in knowing that though your time with Jack was short, it was so filled with beautiful moments (such as what is described here) that are beyond what some have in their families in a lifetime. You and Tim made beauty with and for Jack. Somehow he got that lovely thought into his so young brain. Beautiful all around, and wonderful that Tim recorded it.

You have been blessed, Anna. I really appreciate that you have been cursed as well (can't imagine the excruciating pain), but the blessings are what resonate so much as I read your your blog. You are sharing those blessings with the world through your writing. May this be of some comfort to you.

How touching that Tim took the time to write that note and preserve that memory. You know I think your dear sweet Jack has filled more hearts with life than you will ever really know. Hugs to you Anna!

Anna, this is so beautiful. What kind of kid does that, taught or not? So amazing. It really touched this me morning and reminded me how God is doing this all the time for me. I almost felt God's palms on my cheeks just now.

Thanks so much for sharing that with us! That is beautiful and a rare find. I'm always struck by what a loving father Tim is. You've had so much taken away that it's very moving when you find something so special from Jack's early years.

I hope the week was at least a little better and that your weekend will have some good moments.

"I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly."

PS Your finding this made me think of God's abundance and grace, but on second thought the verse from John doesn't capture the feeling of what you wrote. I was trying to think of something else, and then realized that Heather had already put it so beautifully, about God's palms on her face. That is just as poetic as the Psalms, so I will search no further.

I've added your blog to the website I've been curating in memory of my 23 year old son, Graham, who was killed 55 weeks ago. http://www.scoop.it/t/grief-and-lossMy site is meant to be a resource for bereaved parents and siblings.

Wow, wow! I have thought that Jack was an angel sent to earth, and I think I know it now. I'm sorry his time here was so short, but the work that he continues, and yes he is continuing, is great! Bless you all. I think of you all often, very often.